Burn It

There was no light in the small room when Tam opened her eyes. She wasn't sure what time it was, what day it was, or even what month it was, and usually she would be angered by this lack of focus. But something distracted her, and she was happy to let it stay that way.

Hunter's arm was draped over her body and was keeping her close to him. Her lips stretched into a small smile as she sat up, gently moving his arm so he wouldn't wake up. The dressing gown on the end of her bed was soon wrapped around her body, the same as Hunter's arm had been.

She climbed under her bed and pulled out a little red book with her full name engraved on it. Before the teenager could blink, the lock was open and her pen was in her hand, ready to write.

Then she stopped. And thought.

Why did she instantly run to her diary? Was it that important that she had to keep this precious night in it forever, for anyone to read? Who knew who would get their hands on this book in the future! What if she wrote down the details of her night, and someone found them and used them against her?

No.

Her wand was on her bedside table. Her graceful hands picked it up and pointed it at the book. It rose into the air, just in front of her face. She grimaced and gave the wand a sharp twist, her face twisting up in unison. The pages caught on fire almost instantly and spread until they were just a small ball of fire.

Events. Names. Places. Emotions. Secrets. They all floated in front of her face as she watched her memories burn. But what did she care? She was a heartless bitch, wasn't she? Why should she care about silly things like that?

The truth? She almost did. But all that was the past, and it changed tonight.

The glow cast strange shadows around her room. They illuminated her face, making her look older, giving her a strange, deep look to her eyes, making the almost invisible shadows under her eyes look darker and painting an almost scared expression on her face. She could see her room mates' sleeping figures a few meters away, both seeming content and showed no signs of waking. Good.

"Tam?"

The hushed voice came from behind her, and she spun around, afraid to see another hallucination in the glow of her burning diary. But, thank God, it was her boyfriend, also bathed in the light she had created. Sleep was smeared all over his face, but confusion still shone through.

"What're you doing?" He asked, mumbling as his words slurred together in a way that made Tam smile.

"Nothing," she replied softly, resting her chin on the bed to block out most of the light. "Go back to sleep, honey."

The nickname felt strange in her mouth, but it slipped out before she could take it back. Hunter seemed okay with it (as okay as you can be in a sleepy state) and rolled over, apparently falling asleep instantly. She wondered if he'd remember it in the morning as she turned her eyes back to her diary, which was now nothing more than a floating pile of ash.

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Mhm. Tam's diary is no more guys I know I hadn't uploaded any of it for ages, but that doesn't mean I haven't been writing it

ButyeahsheandHunterhadsexguysthisisbignews. //shotdead

Yeah, so I might still write Tam's Diary, but no one's going to see it Unless Tam shows it to you, which will probably be NEVER

Right, it's late, and I have school tomorrow, yay <3

Enjoy, honey.